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‘
That
’
s
all
,
is
it
?
’
said
Sam
.
‘
That
’
s
all
,
’
replied
Mr
.
Weller
.
‘
And
I
s
’
pose
as
it
’
s
all
right
and
satisfactory
to
you
and
me
as
is
the
only
parties
interested
,
ve
may
as
vell
put
this
bit
o
’
paper
into
the
fire
.
’
‘
Wot
are
you
a
-
doin
’
on
,
you
lunatic
?
’
said
Sam
,
snatching
the
paper
away
,
as
his
parent
,
in
all
innocence
,
stirred
the
fire
preparatory
to
suiting
the
action
to
the
word
.
‘
You
’
re
a
nice
eggzekiter
,
you
are
.
’
‘
Vy
not
?
’
inquired
Mr
.
Weller
,
looking
sternly
round
,
with
the
poker
in
his
hand
.
‘
Vy
not
?
’
exclaimed
Sam
.
‘
‘
Cos
it
must
be
proved
,
and
probated
,
and
swore
to
,
and
all
manner
o
’
formalities
.
’
‘
You
don
’
t
mean
that
?
’
said
Mr
.
Weller
,
laying
down
the
poker
.
Sam
buttoned
the
will
carefully
in
a
side
pocket
;
intimating
by
a
look
,
meanwhile
,
that
he
did
mean
it
,
and
very
seriously
too
.
‘
Then
I
’
ll
tell
you
wot
it
is
,
’
said
Mr
.
Weller
,
after
a
short
meditation
,
‘
this
is
a
case
for
that
‘
ere
confidential
pal
o
’
the
Chancellorship
’
s
.
Pell
must
look
into
this
,
Sammy
.
He
’
s
the
man
for
a
difficult
question
at
law
.
Ve
’
ll
have
this
here
brought
afore
the
Solvent
Court
,
directly
,
Samivel
.
’
‘
I
never
did
see
such
a
addle
-
headed
old
creetur
!
’
exclaimed
Sam
irritably
;
‘
Old
Baileys
,
and
Solvent
Courts
,
and
alleybis
,
and
ev
’
ry
species
o
’
gammon
alvays
a
-
runnin
’
through
his
brain
.
You
’
d
better
get
your
out
o
’
door
clothes
on
,
and
come
to
town
about
this
bisness
,
than
stand
a
-
preachin
’
there
about
wot
you
don
’
t
understand
nothin
’
on
.
’
‘
Wery
good
,
Sammy
,
’
replied
Mr
.
Weller
,
‘
I
’
m
quite
agreeable
to
anythin
’
as
vill
hexpedite
business
,
Sammy
.
But
mind
this
here
,
my
boy
,
nobody
but
Pell
—
nobody
but
Pell
as
a
legal
adwiser
.
’
